Page 8 of Dancing Struggles


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“Then you’ve been doing it wrong.”

“And you’re going to show me how wrong I’ve been, is that it?”

I grin. “Oh yeah, sweet Sadie, I’m going to utterly ruin you for all other men.”

“With that?” She looks up at me, a little uncertain, a lot hopeful, and all through the post-orgasm haze.

That euphoria is nothing. The two orgasms I’ve given her are nothing.

I fucking love women. I fucking love fucking them. They taste and smell and feel so good and this one is the finest of the lot.

I play around, and that’s good for her because I know how women’s bodies work. One woman is different from another, and it’s knowing how to take time, see, explore, feel and listen, and she’s going to benefit from it.

And right now, she needs a little seduction.

Walking her back slowly, I start to unbutton the long row on her dress. One by one. I take my time, making sure she knows my intent

“Leland, I . . .”

“What? Don’t want to get naked?” I kiss the corner of her mouth. “Sure, you do. It’s a lot of fun that way.”

The dress is now open, and I push it from her shoulders. It falls in a puddle to the floor, and holy fuck, she’s not wearing a bra. They’re perfect C cups, pink nipples on top of pert breasts with fat areolae. And a sprinkling of freckles like pale gold dust adorn her pale skin.

I hook my thumbs into her panties.

“Again?”

“You don’t want?

She swallows. “I do. I . . . but we did it, and . . .”

“That, I say, was just the start of the night. What do you say?”

Sadie smiles as I slide her underwear down her hips and dip one hand between her thighs. She wraps her arms around my neck and goes up on her toes to kiss me.

Her underwear half hinder her, but her coming up to meet my mouth gives me the opportunity to push two fingers into her wet pussy.

And she sighs her erotic sigh.

“Yes,” she says. “Definitely yes.”

Chapter Three

Sarah

I’m still reeling from that fast sex at the door. Never had I experienced that. Everything with Billy had been deliberate. Seduction, sometimes cold, sometimes hot.

That wasn’t seduction.

It was need.

And now, he has me naked in his room at the Mirror Brooks Spa and Resort, the very establishment where I work.

I’m a bit of a general dog’s body, but I’m still fairly new here in the grand scheme of things. He’s got a bungalow, one of the very expensive ones, and I’m pleased he’s not in the main building.

But I don’t want to think about work or Billy or Sarah. Tonight, I’m Sadie, a mysterious woman of the femme fatale kind.

Sarah doesn’t pick up hot, strange men in bars.

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